Ciel walked to Anisser's door with a bowl of freshly brewed medicine in his hand and kicked it open with his foot.
She walked into the dark room, took advantage of the dim moonlight outside the window, put the bowl of medicine on the wooden bedside table, and then pulled the chandelier rope on the bedside table to turn on the light in the room.
When the room lit up, she looked down at Anissé who was lying on the bed.
"Ann" Ciel wanted to call Anissor, but when she saw Anisser's appearance, she was shocked.
She found Anisser lying motionless on the bed, her face pale and stiff like a zombie who had been dead for days.
Could it be that Anisser is dead?
Ciel's face turned pale.
She raised her hand to touch Anisser's nose to see if she was still breathing, and Anisher opened her eyes just as her hand was about to fall to the tip of her nose.
Anisser looked at her extremely weak but gentle and asked, "Cyr, is it you, dear?"
"Whew."
Cill lowered his hand and breathed a sigh of relief.
She also thought Anisser was dead.
Cill nodded, "Well, it's me Anithar."
Anité, I've brought you medicine, take it quickly, you'll be well tomorrow after you finish eating. ” Cill turned to get the bowl of medicine on the bedside table, intending to feed it to Anisser.
"Ahem" Lying on the bed, Anisser coughed a few times, looked at the ceiling and muttered weakly, "Honey, I told you not to go to the hospital to get my medicine, you know that those medicines are so rare that they should be reserved for those who need them more.
Ahem it's like mothers with children, they need this medicine more than I do, right?"
"Alright, Annesse."
Cill looked at Anisser and rolled his eyes in disgust.
She hated to see Anisser the Virgin more than anything.
If you don't hesitate to sacrifice your own life for the sake of fulfilling others, what good is it to live selfishly and happily.
Ciel couldn't understand Annesse's thinking, and she didn't bother to debate with Anisser.
She filled a spoonful of medicine with a spoon and handed it to Anise's mouth, and said sullenly: "Drink it, Anise, don't worry, these are not rare promethone tablets, drinking it will not affect other people's treatment, this is the seven-colored flower I picked for you in the forest, and medically speaking, this flower can also treat lung cough." ” Anité opened her white lips and swallowed the potion, she was so weak that she looked like she would die if she had wasted a little more effort, but at this moment she made a smile and said without a voice.
"Yes, dear, do you really have such flowers, great, Ciel, when I am cured, I must tell Mr.
John, and let him go to the forest to pick more of these flowers, and then the poor patients at the aid station who have lung cough but have no medicine to eat cough cough" Ciel inhaled in annoyance and speechlessness, and did not answer Annesse's words, but only spooned another mouthful of medicine and handed it to Anisser's mouth, "Drink it quickly, otherwise it will be cold." ” After feeding the medicine, Cill placed the empty bowl on the bedside table and turned to cover Anisser's chest with the quilt that had fallen to his stomach.
After she covered it, she stood up straight and looked down at the weak Anisser and said, "Anisser, you can sleep well, I'm leaving." ” "See you tomorrow, dear."
Anisser smiled feebly at her.
"Hmm."
Cill puffed out his face reluctantly, and walked in the direction of the door.
As she left, she thought about her next plan.
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